Chapter 3
On the second afternoon they came to a river pool. Kim found the sight of running water energizing. At last, it was a chance to wash off the sweat and stress.
She turned, gesturing her intention, asking in pidgin Orcish, "Please Kim go water?"
Xorag gestured his approval, and then he climbed atop the highest nearby rocky outcrop, to send more helio-messages.
Ranger Captain Xorag to Military Intelligence 3...
Ranger Squad 31 deep recon mission interrupted...
Fast craft seen flying over Khirbrul indicate major tech advance by Clan Khirb not steam power...
RS 31 destroyed craft on ground local hostiles evaded no combat...
Captured craft operator unknown clan very exotic small weak intelligent young female full paps without baby...
Returning prisoner for Black Guard intelligence extraction arrival three days...
Prisoner naked RS 31 claim trophy slut rights post interrogation...
Confirm.
Kim felt alive in the cool water – more alive than in a long time.
Her solo space flight had taken only weeks, but it was great to be in nature, in real air. It was even good to be in company, even if it was scarily alien, and rude in every sense. Adrenalin kept you alive, and she guessed her daily 'chill pills' were beginning to wear off.
The drugs were engineered to keep starfarers alert, cope with solitude, manage unhelpful urges and fears, and dampen libido. Solicitous ShipMinds could misdiagnose private acts of self-love as medical emergencies, which is very embarrassing.
All this chemistry could keep a healthy young scout feeling, well... a bit flat and cooped up by herself. There were often exuberant Mars-Rec party sessions after long trips, and a few people rebounded with an intimacy bender, post-pills. Though the Gamma Hydra Nymphomaniac was surely just a tall tale, and Twenty Times Tasha... Ha! Just male fantasies.
Refreshed, she stood up in the water, conscious that the Orcs were staring... Again. Pluto’s phallus, to hell with them!
It looked like Xorag had been off to get helio-mail again, as he was conversing irritably with a lot of mirror flashing.
Kim wondered, a bit late now, what creatures might lurk in the water here. She waded out of the pool, and stretched languidly in the sun, eyes closed and ignoring the greedy Orcish gazes.
They did now look very grumpy, even for Orcs. Never mind them, because the sun felt good on her bare skin. A new sort of tingling all over. Feels good to be alive. Mmm...
MI3 to RCX...
Congrats on capture RS 31 success commended by Lead Ops...
Change mission divert prisoner immediately to Science Headquarters Ur Ghorgord...
Personal order of Duke General Turbag prisoner ultra high value must deliver intact...
RS 31 return home base...
DGT reply no trophy slut rights sorry politics...
Big paps could have been fun...
Confirm.
RCX to MI3...
Mission change proceeding to SHQUG...
Damn politics yes nice handfuls exotic pretty...
SHQ dome heads have tiny rods never make her scream needs real orc gang to mount her...
Confirm.
MI3 to RCX...
Very small rods why SHQ build machines for female enjoy...
Will compensate you with good tavern-slaagh next time in Urmegzard...
MI3 out.
Kim’s sensual sunbathing was rudely interrupted.
Xorag roughly hauled her up with a bad-tempered growl. The team was ready to move again.
Now they were heading in a new direction, nearly at right angle to the previous bearing. Something had changed.
Xorag was far less tolerant of Kim’s slower pace, pushing her to move faster. She was painfully taught two more Orc words: obey and punish/spank.
Kim had little time for reflection, as she concentrated on avoiding obstacles and moving fast enough to avoid more stinging slaps.
She’d always relished a challenge, and was determined not to go down without a fight, futile as that might seem. She felt quite energized, and curiously flattered at the Orcs’ obvious interest in her. In some ways it was like competing with the men at the GES Academy all over again. And who came out top cadet in the end, hmm?!
All the same, Kim was glad when Xorag finally called a halt and made camp. She made herself comfortable, and quickly sank into an exhausted sleep.
...
Strange dreams came to Kim almost at once. She was back in the jungle pool, but now completely naked. She shivered, expecting the lustful gazes of the Orcs. But they seemed distracted by something.
Kim was suddenly conscious of movement behind her, and was shocked when she felt something touching her legs and thighs. Quickly, the touches became grasping and clinging, caressing, and undulating. She looked over her shoulder, as tentacles rose from the water all around her.
She tried to scream, but could not. Her arms were captured and pinned to her sides, as yet another tentacle ran up her legs, questing, probing.
Oh screaming Saturn no…
The tentacle forced it's way between her thighs, and Kim’s back arched in response. She was afraid, but also suddenly aroused, whimpering helplessly at the carnal caress.
Great Ganymede!? She really desired that thrusting tentacle now, despite the horror of it.
The Orcs stood around laughing at her wanton squirming.
OHH! Her hips convulsed as the tentacle pressed harder, seeking entrance.
...
Kim woke from her dream with a sudden start, and a huge face was looming above her.
The Orc leaned over Kim as she woke suddenly. He smiled nastily, and pressed his hand between her legs again, stimulating a confused whimper of arousal.
It wasn’t even sundown yet, but Kim’s erotic dream had drawn the attention of the Orcs. Just as she dreamt, they were standing around her and laughing.
Xorag, seeing his prisoner's excited state, decided that this was a good time to teach her some new lessons.
The leader barked a command, and the Orcs pulled Kim to her feet, and lashed her arms to a branch over her head.
"Kim obey order?" enquired Xorag quietly.
Trembling, still confused, and uncomfortably hot and bothered from her interrupted dream, she swallowed but said nothing.
"Kim obey strip/naked?"
At his nod, a huge paw gave her a bruising smack on the bottom.
"Kim strip/naked?"
Smack! Smack! Her buttocks were reddened.
Xorag looked meaningfully at Kim, and drew a large knife.
Kim’s pilot survival training had taught her that compliance was sometimes the only way. At the same time, she was horribly aware that her body was still aroused from her dream, and responding to the punishment, responding with increasing excitement and desire. Oh Callisto!... the chill-pill withdrawal was really kicking in now. Please not me, not now, not with these monsters -
Smack! Smack!
Gasping, Kim submitted, “Yes boss/Sir. Kim obey order. Kim strip/naked. Please boss/Sir.”
He smiled and said, "Punish."
Kim flinched at the cold steel knife on her goose-bumped skin.
Xorag quickly dissected her flimsy bra and panties, and stepped back to examine her full-frontal nudity. Kim’s nipples crinkled up hard as her pussy was exposed to the cool evening breeze.
Smack!
“Thank you boss/Sir, Kim obey, please!”
The Orc soldiers eagerly began to strip off their clothes, having waited two days now to enjoy the prisoner as their rightful spoils of war. They knew nothing of her temporary psycho-chemical imbalance, but seeing she was aroused, they wasted little time on mere teasing.
Strung up and helpless, Kim’s naked language lesson featured new phrases like slap, pinch, thigh, buttocks, spank, tit-squeeze, and nipple-twist.
Kim tried to stifle her whimpers, desperately aware that the punishment was making her very, very wet and unwillingly horny. The Orcs were particularly pleased with her bare breasts, enjoying her agitated responses as they took turns to inflict cruel experiments.
Finally, after mewling through some lingering nipple-twists, Kim was taught more phrases, like pussy, cunny, finger, and thumb.
Her composure dissolved in short sharp screams, as the first Orc began to explore and manipulate her excited pussy.
Gentle Jupiter! She prayed, spare me the humiliation of a forced orgasm. Not for these animals - OHH!
Her bound body had it's own uncontrollable drives, and Kim writhed excitedly as she was roughly Orc-thumbed.
Eventually overwhelmed, Kim surrendered to shamelessly thrust her hips against the hands that relentlessly ravished her.
“Oh... ohhh... Please... Please boss/Sir... Please more...“
Kim’s first orgasm left her trembling and weak. The Orcs were gentlemen, in a rather perverted sense. Their females, even coerced captives, always had to climax first. And, as it happened, second as well.
Kim was shuddering and perspiring as her dreadful, divine punishments continued.
The Orc-stimulation was remorseless.
“Please... Please..."
Gasping and panting, she saw the stripped soldiers were now all standing rigidly at attention, for her.
The sun went down, and almost overwhelmed by her orgasmic haze, Kim fully comprehended that the Orc soldiers would soon be using her for their own visibly swollen lust. They were not quite as hugely endowed as she had feared, but were still intimidating, despite her sexual intoxication. The Orcs seemed to get more aroused, watching their struggling prisoner thumbed to yet another whimpering orgasm.
Kim screamed in tormented ecstasy to the dark, uncaring jungle.
Finally they untied her, and Kim fell to her knees in a trembling, exhausted heap. She raised her head again as the ugliest of the four Orcs stood before her, leering and aggressively priapic.
Great Ganymede! This will be a long, hard night...
She shrieked briefly, as the huge naked Orc seized her arms, and violently forced her onto her hands and knees, as he prepared to mount her.
"No!" Xorag intervened, barking more phrases that she did not understand.
The other Orc growled, but surprisingly, halted his actions and released her hair.
Kim seized her opportunity gratefully, and twisted back around to face him, "Please boss/Sir, Kim obey. Kim thank you."
She had to look up at the Orc, for her face was level with his eager groin. She gently reached out, lightly running her fingers up and down the rigid shaft.
"Please, Kim obey."
He twitched responsively as she caressed the sensitive tip.
Anything to avoid being impaled by these monsters. No time to be prudish. Let’s see how he likes my tongue.
The Orc gave a quiet, deep moan as she purposefully encircled him with her lips, and set to work.
Pulsating Pluto! Pleasure him quickly before Xorag changes his mind. They’ve been waiting to rape me for days.
Knowing it was in her interests to become quickly and exceptionally proficient in male Orc anatomy, Kim sensuously explored with fingers, tongue, and lips, learning how best to favor each of the Orcs with a knee-tremblingly experience.
She made shows of her gasping admiration, murmuring and cooing enthusiastically as she stimulated her bestial captors as ingeniously as she could. Inhibitions were pointless, and this gave her some tiny temporary influence over them. Perhaps it was a good thing she was still affected as she was titrating off the drugs?
Their members were strangely ridged, with small prominent knobbles at strategic points. Kim wondered, uncomfortably horny still, how they would feel, thrusting deep inside her. Neptune, no... She wondered if they had evolved to deliver additional stimulation to their mates.
Kim’s wanton ministrations soon induced eye-rolling groans, followed by urgent, muscular explosions of hot liquid pleasure. But the Orcs showed remarkable powers of recovery, eager to make the most of their exotic, and unexpectedly talented prisoner.
Kim lost count between the four Orcs, but she was grateful to avoid a more brutal fate. One of the moons had risen high in the night sky before the last of them repaid her slick and skillful attentions with a final weary grunt, and a mercifully dry spasm.
Aching and dazed from hours of erotic exertion, Kim’s mind wandered before she slept.
As a new Ensign she had desperately craved the prestige of discovery and First Contact with another sentient species. Now she had well and truly made a First Contact of her own, and a shockingly intimate one at that.
Due to the withdrawal effects of her chill-pills, the experience had not been un-enjoyable, but thank Jupiter that nobody from the GES could see her this evening. The legend of Nympho Ensign Tasha would instantly be supplanted by Kinky Lieutenant Kim.
But still, her resourcefulness had bought her another day on this bizarre planet.
Continued in Chapter 4...
First Contact - Chapter 3
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